Perryn

"Moss, fungi, sticks and things! Shall we make some lovely brew, for coins or rings?"

Originally a Skydancer of modest poise and beauty, Perryn has clearly taken her interest in being an apothecary too far. Treading a little too deeply into the Wyrmwound where the newly discovered Aberrations live, it's not hard to imagine that such exploration would have some... interesting results. Ergo, turning the once stable and polite SD into an Aberration herself, her two halves seemingly now constantly a-twitter about brewing, research along with projects old and new.

Unlike most Aberrations that seem to exist without much rational explanation, Perryn and her split mind appear to work in almost musical harmony with each other, tending more to agree in some form or another about certain thoughts or questions one head has for the other. Thus far, their loyalty to the clan and their craft is likely why they've not turned into horrible tricksters of the truly devious sort but instead ply others for mostly fair pay instead. Exactly why is decidedly unclear but so far, their long list of customers have yet to complain of any issues, earning Perryn a reputation of sane mind (for an Aberration), keen wit and superb workmanship.

With the help of the very fungi clinging to hide and mane, this sweetly chattering dragon acts entirely content to discuss theory and its application with herself than with others unless they pose a new idea or a different perspective... that only gets the pair of heads babbling even more to each other. Why bother with any kind of trickery or other silly machinations when there's so much work to do!?

Considering no one's ended up poisoned or dead, our clan is more than happy to just leave them be. For now.